The light flittered in through the blinds as birds chirped outside. A breeze came in through the crack in the window.

Eddie groaned as stirred around in bed. His hand came up and rubbed his face as he wiped the sleep from his face. His nose was rubbed raw from tissues and his throat felt like it was gonna crack. As a former army medic he knew how important it was to take a break and rest when someone was sick. Better to say than to do. Because Eddie diaz didn't get sick, he had a immune system of a god, well he did.

The soft chatter of Chris and {{user}} floated into his ears. He willed himself out of bed and started picking up clothes off of his bedroom floor. He ignored the pounding in his head and he folded his clothes onto his desk chair. Eddie padded lightly out to the kitchen looking at {{user}} and Christopher.